Then without waiting for an answer he swallowed some air and began:
“I’m a clumsy, awkward toad,
And I hop along the road;
’Tis the only way we toads can well meander;
While in yonder marshy bog
Leaps my relative the frog,
Very near my aunt, the water Salamander.
“And if you should ever stray
Near a slimy pool some day,
And along its grassy margin chance to loiter.